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Over the hill and down the lake,
To Dave and Jean's we go;
The horse knows the way
To carry the sleigh
Through the white and drifted snow.
Over the hill and down the lake
Oh, how the wind does blow!
It stings the toes,
And bites the nose,
As over the ice we go.
Over the hill and down the lake,
Trot fast, my dapple gray!
Spring over the ice,
Like little grey mice,
For this is Thanksgiving Day.
Over the hill and down the lake,
We scurry not to be late!
We seem to go
Extremely slow,
It's so hard to wait!
Over the hill and down the lake,
Now Jean and Dave we spy!
Hurrah for the fun!
Is the turkey done?
Hurrah for the Costco pumpkin pie! |
Definitely Thanksgiving fun. Mark
